I thought I understood the effect I had had on people, how I had made them feel. I was wrong. I had no idea of the severity of my actions on others.
With court papers in hand, I came home with a close friend, to check if this tumor was still here, but the malignant growth had left. It took me weeks to track it down, but I did, and I had the papers served on Tuesday evening at 11:30pm.
Years ago when she was battling she asked to borrow money from me and I declined. Then, when I needed it most she loaned me a car. I still remember the evening I sat in her office and she didn’t ask for much, but I declined. Cold and heartless. And years later, she could help me, and with out even asking her, she offered.